e money from him?"

"No more than he does you; so far from that, I wouldn't be surprised if
it's the Frenchwoman he suspects."

"But hadn't you better call on him? that is, if you know where he lives.
Maybe he's sorry for leavin' you."

"He, the villain! No; you don't know the life he led me. If he was my
husband--as unfortunately he is--a thousand times over, a single day
I'll never live with him. This lameness, that I'll carry to my grave, is
his work. Oh, no; death any time sooner than that."

"Well," said the old man, after a lung pause, "it's a strange story
you've tould me; and I'm sorry, for Lord Cullamore's sake, to hear it.
He's one o' the good ould gentlemen that's now so scarce in the country.
But, tell me, do you know where M'Bride lives?"

"No," she replied, "I do not, neither do I care much; but I'd be glad
that his old master had back his papers. There's a woman supposed to
be livin' in this country that could prove this stranger's case, and he
came over here to find her out if he could."

"Do you know her name?"

"No; I don't think I ever heard it, or, if I did, I can't at all
remember it. M'Bride mentioned the woman, but I don't think he named
her."

"At all events," replied Corbet, "it doesn't signify. I hope whatever
steps they're takin' against that good ould nobleman will fail; and if I
had the papers you speak of this minute, I'd put them into the fire. In
the mane time try and make out where your vagabone of a husband lives,
or, rather, set Ginty to work, as she and you are living together, and
no doubt she'll soon ferret him out."

"I can't understand Ginty at all," replied the woman. "I think, although
she has given up fortune tellin', that her head's not altogether right
yet. She talks of workin' out some prophecy that she tould Sir Thomas
Gourlay about himself and his daughter."

"She may talk as much about that as she likes," replied the old fellow.
"She called him plain Thomas Gourlay, didn't she, and said he'd be
stripped of his title?"

"So she told me; and that his daughter would be married to Lord Dunroe."

"Ay, and so she tould myself; but there she's in the dark. The daughter
will be Lady Dunroe, no doubt, for they're goin' to be married; but
she's takin' a bad way to work out the prophecy against the father by
--hem--"

"By what?"

"I'm not free to mention it, Kate; but this very day it's to take place,
and. I suppose it'll soon be known to everybody."

"Well, but